Only then did they understand that the painting had been smeared with knockout powder. As the Daoist priest lightly flicked the powder in his fingernail, the knockout powder would be released. This kind of despicable method was really a disgrace to cultivators. Looking at his expression again, it was obvious that he was extremely pleased. Although the fellow Daoist priest who was familiar with him disdained to talk to mortals, he also revealed a gratified expression.
The silver robed Daoist seemed to have thought of something. He turned the painting and tilted it towards River Styx.
River Styx felt a weak wave of a spell coming towards him. This illusion spell could not even touch his hair. Using his mana, he analyzed it and found out that it was an illusion of countless beautiful women taking off their clothes. It seemed like the Daoist wanted him to take revenge.
River Styx did not know how brave this person was. There was a saying that there would never be a good banquet. How dare he hold a banquet in front of Chen Ang. The Mermaid King's guests were all dead and he was chased off the throne. Elder Bai Yan's entire family was bathed in the celestial light and was sent to become immortals by River Styx. Unfortunately, the Five Lascivists met River Styx's clone. The heretical cultivators who attended the banquet were thrown into the Celestial Demon Painting to suffer.
Putting aside how unwise the father and son of the Wu family were to provoke such a calamity, the silver-robed daoist priest was also a first-rate hero. He actually dared to challenge the Old Demon Styx River, who had killed countless people and was known for his demonic prowess, to make him take off his clothes and fight.
Just this point alone was enough to prove that the calamity was upon him and he could not be saved.
The Three Elites of Qilu had also consumed Chen Ang's spiritual pills. Their wisdom and mana were many times stronger than the silver robed Daoist. Not to mention this knockout powder, even if it was the Demon Sect's knockout powder or normal heretical illusions, as long as it was not the Heart Demon Technique, the three of them would not be afraid of the Mystic Orthodox Sect. As for River Styx, he was the ancestor of this technique. He was in charge of the Sky Demon Technique and was the leader of the Mystic Orthodox Sect, which was even more powerful than the Red Body Sect and Shura Palace.
Only someone who had the guts to cast an illusion on him would be tired of living.
As a result, most of the guests in the hall were in a daze and only snapped out of it after a while. While they were sighing at the boundless power of the immortals and their remarkable abilities, the four of them were calm and collected as they looked at the silver-robed Daoist with a smile. He could only force out his magic power. Even though he was sweating profusely, it was useless.
Boundless supernatural power and remarkable abilities were quite suitable to be used on Chen Ang of the Underworld River. However, this third-rate heretical person was actually able to use it. He was really blind, a foolish and laughable person.
At this time, some people had already sensed that something was wrong. They looked at the Daoist Priest in their hearts, who was sweating profusely and panicking, while the four people on the other side were all calm and relaxed. How could they not understand that something had gone wrong with the Daoist Priest's magic?
After a short while, the silver-robed Taoist saw that he still couldn't deal with it. He couldn't help but fly into a rage out of humiliation and shouted, "Demon! How dare you fool your grandfather! " He patted the sword pouch on his waist and a sharp sword gleam flew out. This sword gleam was different from the flying sword gleam of a sword celestial like Chen Ang. It was a divine weapon from the mortal world that was polished and reflected a cold gleam.
In other words, the sword that was shot out from the Daoist's waist was a bag of treasured swords. Such a swordsmanship could not even be considered as third-rate Daoist swordsmanship. It could only be said to be controlling objects and using telekinesis to control a treasured sword. It was not like flying swords that were purified and spiritualized.
How could this kind of method of using flying swords as hidden weapons threaten Zhou Chun? Moreover, the silver-robed Taoist intentionally used his swordsmanship to make it look more powerful in order to win back the people's hearts. Zhou Chun was someone who had faced Longfei's Nine Nine Yin Spirit Sword before. When he saw these two different sword gleams, he couldn't help but sneer.
The hidden weapons in his hands shot out like a string of thunderbolts. The thunderbolts were made of firefly magnetic stones and they quickly attached to the flying swords. He then took out a magnetic mirror with the opposite of Yin and Yang to shine it on the flying swords. The flying swords were forced by the magnetic force and couldn't even get close. Two of the stone beads that didn't have magnetic force struck the silver-robed Taoist's body with a strong wind, breaking his elbows.
This time, it was the silver-robed Taoist's turn to roll on the ground and wail in pain. He was even more miserable than Elder Na Tie.
Everyone was shocked and only regained their senses after a few breaths. At this moment, someone said, "Where's Elder Na Tie? Elder Na Tie ran away! " It turned out that at some point, Elder Na Tie saw that something was wrong and sneaked away while no one was paying attention.
The silver-robed Taoist was embarrassed and angry. In addition to the pain in his arms, he couldn't take out any medicinal pills. He was so angry that he fainted.
Another Taoist at the side saw this and panicked, he shouted, "Junior Brother!" He went up to feed him spiritual pills and set his bones back in place. Then, he looked at River Styx and the others and shouted, "How dare you hurt my Junior Brother. No one in the nine heavens and ten earths can save you! Die for me! " The flying sword on his back came out of its scabbard. This time, it was a real sword gleam. Even though it was mixed and dim, it was not ordinary. It was obvious that his magic power was far stronger than his Junior Brother's.
His Junior Brother came back to his senses and endured the pain. He said fiercely, "Senior Brother, don't leave their bodies intact. The Three Elites of Qilu and Lu, right? When I find your family, I'll make them suffer a hundred times more. Your children will wait for me to break their limbs and make them beg for death! "
At this time, even someone as calm as Li Ning could not help but be furious. He had a daughter who was only two or three years old. She was Emei's Long-brow Zhenren's former mistress, the reincarnation of the Nine Heavens Demoness Chen Ziqin. She was also River Styx and Chen Ang's disciple's grand-disciple, and the future leader of Emei's Three Heroes and Two Clouds.
With a single sentence, this person had offended the two strongest powers in this realm. He was even more tyrannical than those devils from West Kunlun. He was ignorant and fearless to the extreme.
River Styx almost laughed when he heard this. He took out a scroll from his sleeve and placed it in front of them again. He slowly unfolded it and said, "You showed me the Nature Picture of All Beings. It's impolite not to reciprocate. Why don't you take a look at my Nature Picture of Hell? Evaluate me … "How could the two unorthodox disciples listen to these words? They were bent on killing the three heroes of Qilu.
They only hated that they did not die too early and that they would be tortured.
However, as River Styx's Celestial Demon Picture slowly unfolded, the two of them suddenly fell into a world of countless celestial demons. They fell into the nine heavens and ten earths, falling into the ten hells. In the eyes of the bystanders, they were stunned for a moment. Then, their essence Qi slowly dissipated. Their flesh and blood fell off their bodies, turning them into dried corpses and white bones. Slowly, even the white bones melted away. In the outside world, it was only a moment. In the Celestial Demon Picture, they had been tortured for countless years and their souls had become crazy.
A Daoist body had used up all its essence Qi and withered into mud.
At this time, the crowd realized that there was such a terrifying person in the hall. They were all inexplicably terrified.
River Styx slowly kept the Celestial Demon Picture and looked at the three heroes of Qilu. He sighed and said, "Back then, your master and I were old acquaintances. We talked about Daoism and it was a kind of friendship. In this way, you are all my martial nephews."
The three heroes of Qilu did not know that they had such a powerful backer. The eldest, Li Ning, looked at the two brothers and cupped his fists. He asked, "Greetings, uncle-master. May I know your name? What kind of relationship do you have with my master? The three of us are only the master's disciples in name. Please inform the master. "
River Styx smiled and said, "Well said, well said. My Daoist name is River Styx. Among the immortals of the four seas, I'm known as Patriarch River Styx. Your master, Chen Ang, is an overseas itinerant immortal. His master inherited the ancient Water Immortal's orthodoxy. He is now the master of the four seas and the leader of the overseas immortals. When he first opened his abode in the South Sea, I was the incarnation of the Heavenly Demon. He was the pillar of the righteous path. I wanted to massacre the South Sea and suppress the Dao with the Devil. He wanted to open the calamity of the four seas and control the Sea Eye of the Four Poles. "
At this point, the three heroes of Qilu felt that something was not right. As expected, River Styx continued, "After that, my demonic body was filled in the Sea Eye. I wanted to trick him into letting me out. In the end, he sealed my demonic body and chased me for three months. I had to run hundreds of thousands of miles from the South Sea to the East Sea before I managed to escape. After that, I mastered my demonic arts and fought him to the death in the Sea Eye. I killed countless immortals of the four seas, but he was the only one who defeated me. I was chased to Middle Earth … Really, fate is not shallow! "
At this point, Li Ning could no longer maintain his smile. The three heroes of Qilu were trembling. They cried out in their hearts, "Bitter! Master, if you don't remove the roots when you cut the grass, you're still a disciple! "
River Styx was in a daze for a while. He then turned back and smiled at the three heroes of Qilu. "I can't believe I still have the chance to meet Brother Chen's three disciples today. I'm really lucky, really lucky!" His smile was exceptionally kind and benevolent. If one did not know that he was the old demon River Styx who had slaughtered the four seas, they would have thought that he was the Uncle-Master of the three heroes of Qilu and Qilu.
"I'm good friends with my three apprentice-nephews. If they bully you, it means that they're not giving face to me, the Great Ancestor River Styx …" River Styx said plainly. With just a few words, one could hear the arrogance and recklessness in his words. He had earned his reputation through killing. There was no pretense at all. River Styx glanced at everyone in the hall. They were so scared that they did not even dare to breathe.
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